We remember all the wrong things.
We forget all the tides of self.
We shelter all the wrong ideas.
We imprison all the wrong desires.

Where does your reality lie?
Does it understand itself? Does it recognise its situation?

Are you sure you understand?


What are you really?
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The life we think we choose.
The life chosen for us - this open wound of self deception.
Who you believe you are.
Who you are believed to be.

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